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 Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 3:17 pm
She blinked down at him, "Poison?"
"Poison?" Her mother asked at the same time as her daughter, "Honey, we need a doctor...."
"You think any doctor is going to see him and keep his mouth shut?" She asked her mother a bit more roughly than she'd intended. She turned her attention back to Psyche, "Where?" She asked. She'd learned about snake bites, one way to help was sucking out the poison, the idea made her grimace but it might help.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:49 pm
"Senbon needles... all over my chest..." Psych gritted his teeth and fought back a convulsion. In the process, his tail lashed out hard, putting another dent into the ground. "Just get me.. a basic antidote, and my body can do the rest..." He let out a loud hiss as he fought back against the pain.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 11:15 pm
Orb turned towards her mother to see that the woman was already running for the house. She returned her attention back to Psych, "I'm sorry I forgot about our meeting. It's all my fault, if I'd kept the date, this wouldn't have happened to you!" She murmered miserably.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 11:17 pm
"No... there was nothing you could have... done..." Psych let out another hiss. "The watchers... they were looking... for me..."
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 11:49 pm
Her focus sharpened and she was suddenly moving. She displayed surprising strength, managing to get up under Psych and lift him. She got him into the house and into one of the sitting rooms, laying him on the couch, "Why?" She asked, "And what does Forenthiel have to do with this?" She asked quietly.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 12:04 am
Psych managed a half-hearted smile that revealed one of the gaps where a fang had been pulled out. It was easy to see that it hadn't been pulled with any special care. "I've been a thorn in her side for a while... That and she decided... she wanted my... my venom..." He shut his eyes gritting his teeth against the pain. The wounds from his fangs began to bleed again.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 12:36 am
Orb was about to say something else but her mother with one of the nurse maids came into the room. Her mother pulled her out of the way, "Let her work, darling." She said.
"Ma!" She clung to her mother, watching fearfully.
"You always did bring home the most unusual pets." Her mother said quietly. Psych wasn't a pet but she knew that her mother was only trying to lighten the mood.
The maid administered both the anti toxin and an anesthetic to help him rest. She then went about cleaning his wounds.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 12:04 pm
As the Watchers searched the ventilation systems and the Trackers were sent out, C'age was escorted into Forenthiel's office, his blue eyes calmly looking into her blazing red orbs.
"Give me one good reason why I should put you Psych place in the Games?" she asked, her voice low and controlled.
"Because I am the loyal person here." C'age replied, only to get a few laughs from his Watcher escorts.
"Oh really? Then why do is your scent upon him?" Forenthiel asked as she lifted a Senbon Needle, "You know I don't like traitors..."
C'age grinned, his hand slipping into his sleeves to reveal the empty vial Psych had drained of its contents earlier, "I know you so love a chase, and an experiment. I gave him An'an's anti-drug and it had the desired effects. Both drugs cancelled out and from the reaction time of the escape, he also gained a bit of adrenaline as well. Now all we have to find out is just how addicting that anti-drug is..."
There was silence as Forenthiel looked at her desk, the pale white substance noticably gone. She grinned before grabbing C'age's chin, "An interesting plan, and although I like the ingenius of it.." her grip tightened into it was almost bone-crushing, "If you make another plan like that without my knowledge, I will make you into my own experiment."
She then let go of him, "Now, send Nira after him and recall everyone else. My anger got the best of me and I realize now what a foolish decision that was. Let the two fight beast to beast."
C'age narrowed his eyes, holding his chin for a moment, "As you wish My Lady...."
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 12:27 pm
Sarith stood with his arms folded behind his back. Staring out over the city from his newly built mansion of impressive size. He enjoyed being so high up above everyone else, it meant he could watch all that went on around him as his mansion was built on a rocky outcropping above the city; making it difficult to approach from any other way but the as well freshly built and laid street leading up to his front gate. A small smile touched his lips as he watched, and waited to see if anyone would come.
"I do hope that at least Forenthiel comes to my mansion. I'm sure she got the invite. Perhaps everyone would join me as I did send out invitations to even the Omeda. So perhaps my mansion will be full of potential enemies and allies tonight", he thought to himself as he waited for one of his servnts to come to announce the arrival of guests. They should be arriving any minute now seeing as how he sent the invitation three days ago. Before his mansion and the road up to it were even built.
turning around he walked over to a small table he had brought up to the roof, pouring himself a glass of Merlot; sipping at it as he waited for his guests to arrive. Pondering how many enemies and how many allies he would make tonight.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 1:01 pm
"Oh goody, a party!" a delighted voice said as Kanda walked down the hall followed closely by two male assistants, each complianing about how difficult it was to get him dressed while moving, "Come noe darlings, I built you for speed and efficiency, not to complain." he said, arm's raising as they managed to slip a shirt on the kitsune.
"Now, who is my host for the evening?"
"Sir Sarith, an Elite and most likely near the rank of Lady Forenthiel's wealth from the rumors about him."
"Hmm...and is the Lady going to the party?"
"It is hard to say..."
Kanda closed his and stopped, allowing the rest of himself to be dressed, "I guess I'll go....atleast to see who this Sarith his. He might be a good business partner..."
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Meanwhile, a limo just stopped infront of the gate, waiting for the signal for it to pass. It contained the infamous Forenthiel, alone for the moment.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 1:17 pm
The gate swung open for the waiting limo revealing a majestic property that was carved and fashioned out of the barren and hardly elegant looking stone of the outcropping that the mansion was built on a day ago. there was stone fountains and benches. The whole area had been terraced, different levels set up differently, all for the enjoyment of Sarith and his visitors should they decide to enjoy what he called his garden of stone.
"Excuse me sir, a limo and just pulled up. I let them through, it should be a minute or two before they reach the front door. Would you like to go down and greet them?" Came the voice of Sarith's most loyal servant Brandon. A tall and slim yet well built and attractive man with short black hair and icy blue eyes.
"No Brandon. You can greet them, have them come to the roof though. Oh, and yes bring some more white and red wines. The good champagne too. You always have good ideas Brandon". He answered, looking back at his servant with his piercing gray eyes.
"Yes sir". Answered Brandon, as he turned and went down to wait at the door for Sarith's guest.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 1:49 pm
Once the gate was open, the limo cruised down to the entrance , the driver walking towards the backseat and opening the doors with an dignified air that he was trained to have. Forenthiel would have it no other way.
She stepped out in her classic bloodred dress, looking much more gentle than before. It was amazing how easily C'age's plan calmed her nerves. Atleast she knew another addict was on her list...
Her eyes settled upon Brandon as she moved towards the door, stopping with a polity curtsey before giving him her invitation, "I hope I am not too early..." she said as she waited for her answer.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 1:56 pm
Brandon merely shook his head and said, "Follow me M'lady". Dropping into a dep bow from the waist before turning on his heel and leading off up the stairs. After a surprisingly long hike through the rather unexpectedly vast inside of the mansion He stopped at a marble door with a white gold door knob protruding from it. "Master Sarith is through this door M'lady". He said in a polite tone, giving one more bow before going back to the front door of the mansion to wait for more guests to arrive at the closed front gate.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 2:21 pm
Forenthiel nodded before walking inside, moving down the hall as told before, her thoughts falling back to the two escapees. Lyka and Psych. It was intersting how he helped her escape, but the look in his eyes clearly showed contempt.
I will have to deal with that later. she thought before appearing on the roof, Meanwhile, I have business to attend to.
"Sir Sarith I presume?" she said as she walked towards him.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2007 2:28 pm
Hearing a voice behind him he turned to see Forenthiel standing before him. "Yes, I am Sarith Phan. And you I will assume are Miss Forenthiel?" He said in a rather presumptious tone, arching a brow as he awaited an answer.
Setting his own glass down which was filled with merlot he grabbed a fresh glass and said, "So, what do you fancy? Merlot, white wine, or champagne?" Placing his hand atop the champagne bottle as though he was anticipating her to take champagne. A sly smile crossing his lips as if he knew something that he shouldn't.
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